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#SixSunday – January Black #4

Last week, Iris turned the corner to find that Matty had already opened the palace’s forbidden door. This jumps forward a little bit.

Iris remembered sitting on Matty’s bed that afternoon. He knelt at her feet with his hands behind her knees and gazed up at her with his pale green eyes. His lips, like rose petals on his fair skin, turned up at one corner. He pleaded, “Have faith in me.”

She had meant to stop him, to save him from himself. Instead, she lead the police agents right to him.